User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20151015060553/@comment-3135907-20151205074322

"Oh, undoubtedly, sirrah...wait, did you jolly well hear that?"

"Hellsteeth!" Flewdd hissed as he barked his footpaw on rough stone. The five vermin, despite being at least a dozen meters behind their quarry, could see the two hares flinch at the voiced curse. Bardlin waved a frantic paw and threw himself flat. Flewdd and Dogbane immediately dropped to the ground, following their Lieutenant's example.